Lyla
The number was Cassidy's.
I watched the phone ring until the call ended and went back to my reading. The phone rang for the second time and my thumb hovered over the screen as a wave of unease settled over me.
Finally, I took a deep breath and accepted the call.
"Hello?"
"I was wondering if you'd pick up." She said without bothering to return my greeting.
I gritted my teeth. "What do you want Cassidy? If you have something to say, get to the point."
She huffed in disbelief. "Two days," she shouted. "I sent you that address two days ago, waited for you and you didn't even bother to show up?"
I leaned back in my chair, a wry smile playing on my lips. "Oh, I was busy… still busy. You could have checked if I was free before sending me random addresses, you know."
The line went quiet for a moment until Cassidy's voice came up again. She sounded frustrated. "Where are you now?" she snapped.
